... is the buzz word of the day. What is Mijook? you ask...
Turns out that many years ago when the world was young and crack was just a defect on a surface, the unopposed badshah of Bollywood music Bappida in an interview said that his "mijook" was inspired by many different things. As it would happen, in the unlikely-est of ways, a young not yet neurosurgeon (not me, thank you) happened to hear that and figured that this was the jargon discovery of the millennium. He christened the next post operative complication he got as a mijook case. Simply because it was messed up. Then the word, very literally, spread and even preoperative muck ups became mijooks.
A typical conversation would go thus - Chief what's the scene? Orre Mijook man, 2 cases in hypotension post op and one's refusing to respond to even deep pain. - And the initiator of the conversation would then sacrifice his night to the Gods of Complication and hope and pray that his pager died in the middle of the night or something.
So, one drunk night, one realised that there are more uses of mijook than just in the hospital. More alcohol later it started... the Mijook Series. They begin like most grammatically challenged jokes, with Confucius Say - and take full poetic license and humoral immunity. Examples follow...
If you leap and don't look.... your life will be mijook
While drinking and driving if the police doesn't let you off the hook... your life will be mijook
If you are not knowing every cranny and nook... your life will be mijook
If you answer a question correctly in rounds by fluke... your life will be mijook
If at chess you try to castle without a rook (for the more intellectual)... your life will be mijook
If after you pee you don't shook (well there is license isn't there).. your life will be mijook
If you are putting line and she doesn't give second look... your life will be mijook
And so on and so forth. Try it, it can be fun. I know you're thinking we don't have lives and our senses of humor suck.. I agree.
But that apart, life and work go on at their respective paces. More work than life.
Snatches of news that we get to hear, I heard we got trounced at cricket but the firecracker that exploded in close vicinity to the petrol tank of my car sometime ago makes me believe we won one too. Hooray. Now can we tax all those jokers please?
And turns out the rat pack that runs the state decided to pull a fast one on the other rat pack which was beginning to drool at the thought of being at the reins of the golden egg laying goose called Karnataka. While we are all going, "Great, President's rule. Pratibha Patil's in charge now." No seriously what was the BJP thinking? That that many months later the current rats would graciously step down and say, "Go forth my brothers! We have stood on your shoulders for so long, they must be sore. And all you have gotten are tit-bits of our corruption. Now it is your turn. Don't bother throwing us any tit-bits. We've made enough to live through 3 recessions and an Ice Age. Go on. We are sated with our plunder and aren't the kind to deny others a chance. Gentleman's agreement it was, wasn't it?" No it wasn't you lying, two-faced money guzzling bandicoots.
But all said and done we are glad that it's Mrs Patil right now and not either of the two factions.
I'm hoping the Left will get left behind and Mayawati becomes Prime Minister.
But then I also hope to eat three full meals and get eight hours of sleep a day. That ain't working.
Go listen to Alanis' cover of Crazy. Many thanks to the wonderful person who introduced that song to me.
Turns out that many years ago when the world was young and crack was just a defect on a surface, the unopposed badshah of Bollywood music Bappida in an interview said that his "mijook" was inspired by many different things. As it would happen, in the unlikely-est of ways, a young not yet neurosurgeon (not me, thank you) happened to hear that and figured that this was the jargon discovery of the millennium. He christened the next post operative complication he got as a mijook case. Simply because it was messed up. Then the word, very literally, spread and even preoperative muck ups became mijooks.
A typical conversation would go thus - Chief what's the scene? Orre Mijook man, 2 cases in hypotension post op and one's refusing to respond to even deep pain. - And the initiator of the conversation would then sacrifice his night to the Gods of Complication and hope and pray that his pager died in the middle of the night or something.
So, one drunk night, one realised that there are more uses of mijook than just in the hospital. More alcohol later it started... the Mijook Series. They begin like most grammatically challenged jokes, with Confucius Say - and take full poetic license and humoral immunity. Examples follow...
If you leap and don't look.... your life will be mijook
While drinking and driving if the police doesn't let you off the hook... your life will be mijook
If you are not knowing every cranny and nook... your life will be mijook
If you answer a question correctly in rounds by fluke... your life will be mijook
If at chess you try to castle without a rook (for the more intellectual)... your life will be mijook
If after you pee you don't shook (well there is license isn't there).. your life will be mijook
If you are putting line and she doesn't give second look... your life will be mijook
And so on and so forth. Try it, it can be fun. I know you're thinking we don't have lives and our senses of humor suck.. I agree.
But that apart, life and work go on at their respective paces. More work than life.
Snatches of news that we get to hear, I heard we got trounced at cricket but the firecracker that exploded in close vicinity to the petrol tank of my car sometime ago makes me believe we won one too. Hooray. Now can we tax all those jokers please?
And turns out the rat pack that runs the state decided to pull a fast one on the other rat pack which was beginning to drool at the thought of being at the reins of the golden egg laying goose called Karnataka. While we are all going, "Great, President's rule. Pratibha Patil's in charge now." No seriously what was the BJP thinking? That that many months later the current rats would graciously step down and say, "Go forth my brothers! We have stood on your shoulders for so long, they must be sore. And all you have gotten are tit-bits of our corruption. Now it is your turn. Don't bother throwing us any tit-bits. We've made enough to live through 3 recessions and an Ice Age. Go on. We are sated with our plunder and aren't the kind to deny others a chance. Gentleman's agreement it was, wasn't it?" No it wasn't you lying, two-faced money guzzling bandicoots.
But all said and done we are glad that it's Mrs Patil right now and not either of the two factions.
I'm hoping the Left will get left behind and Mayawati becomes Prime Minister.
But then I also hope to eat three full meals and get eight hours of sleep a day. That ain't working.
Go listen to Alanis' cover of Crazy. Many thanks to the wonderful person who introduced that song to me.
